sunday

Sunday’s Loves

A place built by hands not ours – He powers these short hoursIn which salvation flowers. Thereafter, we tend the child, our duty made but mildby hope of future fealty. Now laid to rest, we take hold of time free, rare as gold, When hearts to each other flee. After domestic relief, we conceiveOf anContinue reading “Sunday’s Loves”

Without obligation planned:an early rise—we haven’t need.A swift clean, after first stand;out the door before we feed— immanent is the real food.Elevator descendedbefore a prompt turn just outthe door—road quickly ended—now a right to stay the route. City’s in its normal mood, though my steps along: diff’rent.For today, no rushing pace;need no great energy spentinContinue reading “Sunday”